The negative information about the Battle of Mingsha Valley was suppressed by Bai Jian.
The commanders at the rear can only know some superficial situations through limited channels.
For example, the human army was once again unstoppable, advancing seven kilometers and successfully fixing the front line sixteen kilometers away from Mingsha Valley.
The name of Dang Zhixian, commander-in-chief of the advance corps, also became louder and louder in the sound of victory. People only knew that he had won consecutive battles and led the soldiers to beat the aliens until they abandoned their armor and fled in panic.
As for how many people have died in this cruel war, the official claims are currently being stressful.
Since the overall progress of the war seemed to be too smooth and unstoppable, not many people in the rear paid attention to the casualties.
After all, if there are major casualties, the alien will have begun to counterattack, and human beings will not be able to count these results.
For the party Zhixian, it is undoubtedly a peaceful pill, which made him put it down slightly in the air.
It is worthy of being the chief commander of the Longqi Department. Su Donben's close relatives. If there is no Bai Jian covering it in this regard, even if you win the battle now, even if you do not accept the punishment, you must be adjusted to the Sand Valley and go to other front lines.
"Use sixty thousand people to help me perform?"
After receiving the message from Curse Tiger, Dang Zhixian became more and more at peace.
According to the current situation, there are three to five victories, and the front has advanced ten kilometers. Even if the number of casualties in the previous battle is indeed amazing, Bai Jian will never pull him down from the position of the general commander commander. Essence
As long as you re -control the command of the 500,000 Army of the Pioneer Legion, wait for the First Corps to prepare a more thoughtful ambush plan.
"Next time, there will never be such a lunatic again."
"I have to take a good look, you can escape several times hunting!"
The Battle of Mingsha Valley is steadily promoting.
Regarding the rescue in the Baiduan Mountains, the front line has not completely given up.
Most of the new recruits who had just finished training were put on this battlefield.
Hundreds of large and small battles break out between scattered alien tribes and human legions almost every day.
Of course, the winning rate between humans and aliens is about eighty -two.
Human eight, alien two.
In most battles, by relying on weapons and terrain advantages, humans can crush the different ethnic groups with absolute advantages and achieve great victory.
In a small number of battles, a certain amount of casualties were caused and the battle was lost because they did not know the opponent's strength clearly.
The fundamental reason for such a huge disparity can be traced back to the hasty arrangements of the five royal families.
Because the distance between their respective locations and the Baiduan Mountains is not uniform, and the number of people in each tribe is also uneven, this directly leads to the different times they arrive at the Baiduan Mountains.
There are some tribes with rapid actions and closer distances that have entered the Hundreds of Mountains early, but they have not been affected too much.
However, some foreigners who set out late are still on the road. They came to the Baiduan Mountains with unfamiliar places. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they became the target of training for new recruits.
Fighting on the front?
The first corps of the alien family have to avoid three points, and the possibility of winning the sneak attack from the side can be won, let alone these alien tribes engaged in production behind the big rear.
Looking for support?
Don't say that if these aliens know the specific situation in the mountains, it is estimated that they are half -dead.
Since the five royal families did not clearly define the behavioral boundaries between the foreign tribes before the plan was implemented, this resulted in conflicts between tribes being destined to not be properly resolved.
On the first day, the two tribes may have just had a verbal quarrel, and they could just tolerate it.
But if they meet again the next day, the altercation is likely to escalate into a pushing and fighting.
These contradictions have been mediated without residents. In the early stage, for the same goal, it may still be able to bear it. However, as more and more tribes can't help this breath, the disputes between the tribes not only stopped, but intensified.
In order to compete for limited resources, such as creating weapons, rivers with sufficient water, and those sites that occupy an advantage in battle, large and medium tribes do not hesitate to fight, and internal contradictions are constantly intensified.
Some strong tribes, even relying on their strong force, tried to annex the weak tribes to strengthen their strength, and occupy a dominant position in this chaotic situation.
And those weak tribes have to fight to resist in order to survive.
At the same time, when the internal fighting of the alien races is unsatisfactory, human harassment is worse than snow, making the situation of some alien tribes more difficult.
A few days ago, there were only some scattered mercenaries in the Mountains.
It fits the stereotype of mercenaries within the alien race.
Most mercenaries can only harass the peripherals with their own flexibility and attack from time to time. Generally speaking, there is no harm.
However, recently, the situation has undergone tremendous changes.
Those scattered mercenaries were gathered together, with more and more people. From the initial dozens of people to hundreds of people, 200 people, and even goes straight to the goal of 300 people.
Although compared with the scale of tens of thousands of aliens, the scale of hundreds of thousands of people seems to be worthless.
But under human firepower, it is difficult to realize the advantage of personnel.
More and more 10,000 tribes have been destroyed by the attacker. Even if a tribe with a population of more than 100,000 people encounters an attack, it will often lose heavy losses.
The division of labor is very clear. Some people are responsible for attracting the attention of alien soldiers, and the other person will sneak into the tribe to destroy important facilities and materials.
When most people were awakened in their sleep and picked up their weapons in a panic, it was too late.
After the supplies were burned, they either had to surrender to other surrounding foreign tribes, or they had to plunder those small tribes.
Under the cycle of malignant, the contradictions within the alien are getting faster and faster.
In addition, many well-trained soldiers appeared in the Baiduan Mountains.
According to the news from the five royal families, these soldiers were guerrilla regiments that had fled to the direction of the Baiduan Mountains, and most of them were new recruits, so they were not to be feared at all.
However, many foreign leaders had deep doubts about the royal family's statement.
They witnessed the fighting strength of these so -called "recruits", and only fifty people can form an indestructible offensive position, such as no one on the battlefield.
An alien tribe of 10,000 people, under the attack of this group, has no power to fight back, and was completely destroyed in a short period of time.
The tacit cooperation and the skillful use of tactics make each attack seemed to have been carefully planned and drilled, and it is not like what ordinary recruits can do at all.
But what's the use of not believing it?
Just one week has passed, and the leaders of the various tribes can clearly feel that the situation is deteriorating rapidly, and the death rate of patrols is increasing rapidly.
And every day there are alien tribes being wiped out. At first, only 10,000 tribes were at first, and 50,000, 100,000, 200,000 people in the latter.
There are more and more small tribes that are destroyed by the regiment. Occasionally, medium -sized tribes are stared at by several small teams, and the survival space of the periphery is getting smaller and smaller.
Snowflake -like help information uses the central camp.
It described in detail the severe situation in the Baiduan Mountains and the difficulties faced by each tribe, and implored the five royal families to send reinforcements or change their plans.
However, what awaited them was only a cold response. The five royal families did not provide any substantial help at all. They still blindly asked them to continue to besiege Soma and stubbornly adhered to the previous rhetoric.
The leaders of the aliens are full of anger and helplessness, but they dare not violate the commands of the royal family. They can only continue to fight with their scalp.
Time is also in such a tight atmosphere, and one month has passed in the blink of an eye.
It is October 24th in the fourth year of the Doomsday Wasteland Calendar. Mingsha Valley.
The strong wind howled and swept across, raising dust all over the sky.
The smoke on the battlefield was not scattered, and the pungent scorched smell was intertwined with the bloody smell, and it permeated every inch of air.
Wrapped up in the retreating army, Dang Zhixian returned to the temporary camp located 57 kilometers away from the valley like a zombie, exhausted and with empty eyes.
As soon as they entered the camp, they saw Bai Jian rushing up with red eyes.
Holding the collar by the other party, the strength in his hand was almost crushed, but the eyes of the party Zhixian were still dull, as if the soul remained in the tragic war just erupted, and there was no one who did not come from all over. The bloody fight returned to God.
"Crazy! You and his mother are really a lunatic!" Bai Jian screamed exhaustedly, full of anger and despair.
"Tell me, how many times has this happened?"
"You have been greedy for success and pushed your brothers into the fire pit again and again!"
"This time, it's a total of 30,000 people again! A total of 30,000 people died in vain to cover your retreat! They are all living people, good brothers who fight side by side with us! How can you be so selfish? So irresponsible!”
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Bai Jian's voice became louder and louder, almost roaring by the end.
Thirty -three days have passed from the first 50,000 -person war.
During this period, a total of ninety-seven battles broke out between humans and aliens.
Among them, humans won 86 games and lost only 11 games.
But in these eleven games, the additional war loss has reached 420,000 horror, with an average of 38,000 in the war and injury per game.
Dang Zhixian's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just let out a weak sigh.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at each other with Bai Jian's anger.
This scene seems very familiar, has it not just happened for the first time?
Dang Zhixian couldn't help but be a little stunned.
In the eleven defeat, almost every three days he took people into an ambush circle.
But every plot seemed to develop in a mold.
The ambush of the First Corps had just appeared, but the brave humans fought back desperately and tore a hole in the encirclement.
The most serious one, the number of deaths and injuries reached nearly 90,000, scared that the party Zhixian had to run on the spot.
Fortunately, Bai Jian was under pressure, and the two formed a temporary alliance.
For the sake of those Mingsha Valley's military exploits, this was delayed again and again, and to this day, we are still trying to exaggerate the battle losses.
Even the soldiers sent by Su Deben to investigate were fooled by him and found no clues.
"Thirty thousand people"
Dang Zhixian thought in silence, plus the previous 420,000, it seemed that the target line of 500,000 was only 50,000.
However, he knew that Lord Cursed Tiger would never give up so easily.
For these 450,000 people, the foreign race has paid a price of nine million!
As of today, the first corps has been beaten and wiped out, and personnel from the second, third, and fourth corps have been temporarily deployed to fill the gap.
Give up now, that is equivalent to all eight million people.
Must. Be sure to put all the 500,000 people from the front of the front of the first departure legion and the 2.4 million people in the nearby corps.
"Give me another chance."
After a long time, the party Zhixian said difficultly, "It is less than 40 kilometers away from the opening of Mingsha Valley, and give me another month, I will definitely take down Mingsha Valley!"
"And the foreign casualties are more, right? As long as we can take Mingsha Valley, no matter what Commander Su does to me, I will do it!"
"Give you another chance? Do you have to have a chance?" Bai Jian interrupted the party's words angrily, "450,000, 450,000 is already 450,000, do you know what this concept is?"
"Do you know, their family is still waiting for them to go back? Do you know how much did they pay for this war? And you, because of their own impulse, let them lose their lives in vain! You can afford them, you can afford those brothers who trust you? "
After saying that, Bai Jian let go of the collar he was holding on with both hands, and collapsed weakly on the ground, holding his head in his hands and sobbing in pain.
The camp suddenly fell into a dead silence. It was not until a few minutes passed that Bai Jian wiped away his tears and raised his head.
"Okay, okay, okay, thirty thousand people, I'll make up for you."
"Take Mingsha Valley, and you and I will go back to the camp to apologize!"
Hearing this, Dang Zhixian said nothing, turned around silently and walked out of the tent.
The familiar scene had already caused too many ripples in his heart.
Bai Jian's tears also made him not feel a trace of pain, and some were just greedy for war skills and unwilling to lose their status.
Even Dang Zhixian had a strange feeling.
With so many brave soldiers who are not afraid of death, if it wasn't for him to take these people to send death, would it have been opened?
"Master Tiger, this is no wonder me. If you blame us, we are too dish. Obviously occupy various advantages, but every ambush will fail."
I thought silently in my heart that Dang Zhixian was numb to his camp.
However, if he turned his head at this time, he would be discovered immediately with his talent to observe Bai Jian's response as he had a talent at the beginning.
This "greedy" commander had already put on a smile at this moment.
It was a smile that came from the bottom of my heart and couldn't be stopped.
"Bai Jian, pay attention to your image, don't expose it."
Su Deben's voice came from the headset. Bai Jian was startled for a moment, and then he reacted. A trace of helplessness flashed across his face, and he had to pinch himself fiercely and said helplessly:
"Commander Su, do you think you could change someone to act in this drama? The same drama has been performed dozens of times, and I really can't stand it anymore. Is it just the tears just now, or the fact that I tried my best to become the dragon?" The scene of being blown up twelve times was finally squeezed out.”
"Hahaha."
As soon as the words fell, the hearty laughing sound of Feng Tianmin was immediately coming in the headset, and then Su Deben had a slightly ridiculous laugh.
The plan is here, and it goes smoothly beyond imagination.
The commanders behind the scenes who knew the inside story were all looking forward to how the aliens would feel when they discovered the truth of the matter.
After a long while, the laughter gradually stopped.
Su Deben cleared his throat lightly, and the bold voice sounded clearly in the headset again:
"The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves."
"For two days, it's not just the Mingsha Valley, the pressure in the Bailang Mountains has reached the limit."
"Bomb detonation, at most these days!"
(End of chapter)